Ick. Alison wrinkled her nose and brushed the cookie crumbs off of her shirt and arm. Well, that was probably an indication of how much he liked the cookie. Or something.

"Glad you like it," she muttered wryly and shook her head.

Then she caught a glimpse of the teenage sweeties across the table and had to fight hard not to giggle. Awwww... young love was so cute.